The last day at sea, as we headed back to port, was relaxing. We had already got sunburned to the point of a few blisters, so we tried to spend much of the day reading in various shady locations. Its weird to think that in a couple of days we would be back in
Beyond reading, we spent much of the day at various shows or learning about the process of getting off of the ship. It turns out that we have options in terms of getting off. Not good options mind you, but having options is a good thing. Our options were to get off and carry our bags, or have the bags taken off for us. You get to get off first if you take the bags off yourself, but by first I mean about
As we packed our closets and drawers into our bags, we realized that we packed a bit too much. Out of our two suitcases, we could almost full one complete one with clothes we didn’t wear. We finished out the night by going to an adult comedy act. It was not that funny, but we didn’t expect much.
We went to bed, but couldn’t fall asleep. It was a mix of not wanting vacation to be over and excitement for getting to see our pets as well as sleep in our own bed. As we drifted to sleep, it was easy to see that we had a great trip, but were ready to go home.
Day 6
Lines. Lets take a step back to day 1 for a moment. As we boarded the ship, there was line after line after line and we didn’t think much of it. The ship was late getting into port, so we figured that was the cause for the current delays. There was a line to get into the parking garage that took about 45 minutes. After we got in, there was a line of about 35 minutes to get through the metal detector. And just when you felt you were done with lines, you rounded a bend to the biggest line yet, check in. That line probably took us over an hour to navigate through. And even after checking in, there was a wait to get our rooms, and long lines at some of the buffets.
Back to present day 6. Our choice of embarking should have allowed for an easy transition to land. Each deck gets to get off, and then all the people who didn’t carry there own bags off are broken up into 25 different groups and then let go a few at a time. Somehow, it didn’t work like magic as you would have hoped. We got to wait for a couple hours until they called our number, only to wait in another 45 minute line to get off the ship. It seemed like every time you rounded the corner, you found another line, 5 times as long as the one you just finally got through. After getting off the ship, we found a long line to get our luggage, and even longer to go through customs.
I didn’t realize that we would need to go through customs, as we left from an
Luckily, after getting through customs, there were almost no lines to get out of the parking lot. Its something to be said that when you end up waiting like 7 hours to get off, no one else is left in the area. Being on the road was a relaxing place after feeling like cattle. We decided to take a different way home, with the hopes of more gas stops and chances to see civilization. In the end it was a bad move, as more cities also meant far more road construction. Despite the construction, we made a great time on the drive, and got home at about
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